Pudikaley Pudikaley
From Pookie · 2025
- Lyricist
- Lavarthan
- Singers
- Santosh Hariharan, Rukhsar Bandhukia
- Music director
- Vijay Antony
- Details
- Pookie2025
Lyrics & meaning
| ♫ Tanglish lyrics | ↻ English translation |
|---|---|
| Male | |
| Pudikaley pudikaley | I don't like it, I don't like it |
| Inime avala parka enakku pudikaley | I don't want to see her anymore |
| Female | |
| Serupuley serupuley | On my slippers, on my slippers |
| Avana varanji mithichi nadapen kadupuley | I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage |
| Male | |
| Maane thaene sonna | She spoke sweet words like dear and honey |
| Peela vutte konna nebju aache punna | She bluffed, killed me inside, and left my heart wounded |
| Veenna pova manna | May it go to waste, damn it |
| Avala pathina nenappa udane | The thoughts about her immediately, |
| Mannenna oothi nee Thee koluthu | Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire! |
| Uruttu urutti nambavachavavale | She who made me believe her cooked-up lies, |
| Nenjila irunthu nee thorathu | Drive her away from your heart! |
| Female | |
| Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi | Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi |
| Jinkidi jinkichidhu…. | Jinkidi it sparkled... |
| Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi | Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi |
| Jinkidi vaayapothu… | Jinkidi shut your mouth... |
| Male | |
| Pudikaley pudikaley | I don't like it, I don't like it |
| Inime avala parka enakku pudikaley | I don't want to see her anymore |
| Female | |
| Serupuley en serupuley | On my slippers, on my slippers |
| Avana varanji mithichi nadapen kadupuley | I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage |
| Chorus | |
| ……. | ... |
| Male | |
| Uttaale reel uttaaale | She spun tall tales, spun tall tales |
| Uttaale uttaaale uttaaale…. | Spun tall tales, spun tall tales, spun tall tales... |
| Female | |
| Mutaale naan mutaale | A fool, I am a fool |
| Mutaale mutaale mutaale | Fool, fool, fool |
| Male | |
| Mudiya valartha manda | A head with long unkempt hair, |
| Athula soombipona oru Konda | With a shriveled bun on top, |
| Dhinamum nadakkun sanda | Daily fights happening non-stop, |
| Ithe lovela ennatha kanden | What did I even gain from this love? |
| Female | |
| Korangu pola mesa | A mustache resembling a monkey, |
| Avan pechula naatham veesa | Bad odor wafting from his speech, |
| Love karugi pona dhosa | Love is like a burnt dosa, |
| Athil enna irukku pesa | What is left to talk about in it? |
| Male | |
| Avala pathina nenappa udane | The thoughts about her immediately, |
| Mannenna oothi nee Thee koluthu | Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire! |
| Uruttu urutti nambavachavavale | She who made me believe her cooked-up lies, |
| Nenjila irunthu nee thorathu | Drive her away from your heart! |
| Female | |
| Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi | Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi |
| Jinkidi vaayapothu… | Jinkidi shut your mouth... |
| Male | |
| Pudikaley pudikaley | I don't like it, I don't like it |
ஹம்மிங் :
ஓஹ்ஹ்ஹ் ஓஹூஹூஉ.....
I don't like it, I don't like it
I don't want to see her anymore
புடிக்கலே புடிக்கலே
இனிமே எனக்கு அவள பார்க்க புடிக்கலே
On my slippers, on my slippers
I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage
செருப்புலே செருப்புலே
அவன வரஞ்சி மிதிச்சி நடப்பேன் கடுப்புலே
She spoke sweet words like dear and honey
She bluffed, killed me inside, and left my heart wounded
May it go to waste, damn it
The thoughts about her immediately,
Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire!
She who made me believe her cooked-up lies,
Drive her away from your heart!
மானே தேனே சொன்னா
பீலா வுட்டே கொன்னா
நெஞ்சு ஆச்சே புன்னா
வீணா போவ மண்ணா
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi it sparkled...
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi shut your mouth...
அவள பத்தின நெனப்ப உடனே
மண்ணென்ன ஊத்தி நீ தீ கொழுத்து
உருட்டி உருட்டி நம்பவச்சவளே
நெஞ்சில இருந்து நீ தொரத்து
I don't like it, I don't like it
I don't want to see her anymore
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிச்சிது
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி வாயபோது...
On my slippers, on my slippers
I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage
புடிக்கலே புடிக்கலே
இனிமே எனக்கு அவள பார்க்க புடிக்கலே
...
செருப்புலே என் செருப்புலே
அவன வரஞ்சி மிதிச்சி நடப்பேன் கடுப்புலே
She spun tall tales, spun tall tales
Spun tall tales, spun tall tales, spun tall tales...
……...........
A fool, I am a fool
Fool, fool, fool
வுட்டாலே ரீல் வுட்டாலே
வுட்டாலே வுட்டாலே வுட்டாலே
A head with long unkempt hair,
With a shriveled bun on top,
Daily fights happening non-stop,
What did I even gain from this love?
முட்டாளே நான் முட்டாளே
முட்டாளே முட்டாளே முட்டாளே
A mustache resembling a monkey,
Bad odor wafting from his speech,
Love is like a burnt dosa,
What is left to talk about in it?
முடிய வளர்த்த மண்ட
அதுல சூம்பிபோன ஒரு கொண்டை
தினமும் நடக்கும் சண்டை
இது லவ்வுல என்னத்தை கண்ட
The thoughts about her immediately,
Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire!
She who made me believe her cooked-up lies,
Drive her away from your heart!
கொரங்கு போல மீச
அவன் பேச்சுல நாத்தம் வீச
லவ் கருகி போன தோசை
அதில் என்ன இருக்கு பேச
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi shut your mouth...
அவள பத்தின நெனப்ப உடனே
மண்ணென்ன ஊத்தி நீ தீ கொழுத்து
உருட்டி உருட்டி நம்பவச்சவளே
நெஞ்சில இருந்து நீ தொரத்து
I don't like it, I don't like it
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி ஜிங்கிடி
ஜிங்கிடி வாயபோது...
புடிக்கலே புடிக்கலே...
Pudikaley pudikaley
I don't like it, I don't like it
Inime avala parka enakku pudikaley
I don't want to see her anymore
Serupuley serupuley
On my slippers, on my slippers
Avana varanji mithichi nadapen kadupuley
I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage
Maane thaene sonna
She spoke sweet words like dear and honey
Peela vutte konna nebju aache punna
She bluffed, killed me inside, and left my heart wounded
Veenna pova manna
May it go to waste, damn it
Avala pathina nenappa udane
The thoughts about her immediately,
Mannenna oothi nee Thee koluthu
Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire!
Uruttu urutti nambavachavavale
She who made me believe her cooked-up lies,
Nenjila irunthu nee thorathu
Drive her away from your heart!
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi jinkichidhu….
Jinkidi it sparkled...
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi vaayapothu…
Jinkidi shut your mouth...
Pudikaley pudikaley
I don't like it, I don't like it
Inime avala parka enakku pudikaley
I don't want to see her anymore
Serupuley en serupuley
On my slippers, on my slippers
Avana varanji mithichi nadapen kadupuley
I will draw his face and stomp on it out of rage
…….
...
Uttaale reel uttaaale
She spun tall tales, spun tall tales
Uttaale uttaaale uttaaale….
Spun tall tales, spun tall tales, spun tall tales...
Mutaale naan mutaale
A fool, I am a fool
Mutaale mutaale mutaale
Fool, fool, fool
Mudiya valartha manda
A head with long unkempt hair,
Athula soombipona oru Konda
With a shriveled bun on top,
Dhinamum nadakkun sanda
Daily fights happening non-stop,
Ithe lovela ennatha kanden
What did I even gain from this love?
Korangu pola mesa
A mustache resembling a monkey,
Avan pechula naatham veesa
Bad odor wafting from his speech,
Love karugi pona dhosa
Love is like a burnt dosa,
Athil enna irukku pesa
What is left to talk about in it?
Avala pathina nenappa udane
The thoughts about her immediately,
Mannenna oothi nee Thee koluthu
Pour kerosene on them and set them on fire!
Uruttu urutti nambavachavavale
She who made me believe her cooked-up lies,
Nenjila irunthu nee thorathu
Drive her away from your heart!
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi jinkidi
Jinkidi vaayapothu…
Jinkidi shut your mouth...
Pudikaley pudikaley
I don't like it, I don't like it
Beyond the translation
Song interpretation
The song 'Pookie' is an energetic, humorous breakup anthem that captures the bitter yet comedy-infused frustration of two lovers expressing regret over their past relationship. Both voices use vivid Chennai street slang, playful insults, and hyperbole to vent their annoyance at their ex-partners. The lyrics urge letting go of heartbreak by symbolically pouring kerosene on old memories and burning them away, replacing sorrow with defiant humor and rhythm.
Writing craft
Poetic devices
Metaphor
“Love karugi pona dhosa”
Compares a ruined romantic relationship to a burnt, inedible dosa ('Love karugi pona dhosa').
Hyperbole & Imagery
“Mannenna oothi nee Thee koluthu”
Uses dramatic visual imagery of burning thoughts with kerosene to emphasize complete emotional detachment.
Repetition / Rhythm (Anaphora)
“Pudikaley pudikaley”
Repeats phrases like 'pudikaley' and 'jinkidi' for rhythmic hook effect and emotional intensity.
Did you know?
Trivia
Composed by Vijay Antony, 'Pookie' blends contemporary Chennai street slang (Gaana elements) with high-energy dance beats, highlighting comical breakup banter between male and female perspectives.
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